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Chapter five hundred and seven, three months

"He..." Zuo Yi twitched slightly, "He is Wei Wuhen! Then we just..." "What are you afraid of? Even if you listen to him, what if you listen to him? Anyway, as long as you clean up him and kick the remaining four wastes out, there will be only three of us left."

Lu Chen raised his eyebrows and spoke faintly.

Ye Fei also nodded, "Yes, I have to take action against him anyway, so that he can understand."

"But if he went to Taolin Fuqiu first..." "Are you complaining?

We have not violated the Taolin Law, and the Dharma slave will not do anything to us. Besides, people with low realm and low strength are not qualified to compete for the position of the Sword slave. If we do this, the Fuqiu family will definitely be willing to see some."

Lu Chen spoke in a low voice.

On another table, Fu Qiu Nuan grabbed the wine glass in front of Wei Yuan and drank it all in one go, then said, "I tell you, you are so much fun, Sister Leng has completely set her sights on you. No matter what, she will fight you, saying that if you don't use all your strength in the battle of Fengyuping, you are insulting her or something. I think she is almost crazy."

As he said that, Fu Qiu Nuan turned his head to look at Wei Yuan again, and said with a curious look on his face, "Sister Leng said that your sword skills are above her, isn't it true?"

Wei Yuan glanced at her and grinned, "What do you think?"

"Sister Leng is the most accomplished swordsman among the younger generation in Taolin. Moreover, she has never had the habit of lying, so I am very puzzled. If your swordsmanship is really high, why can't you win on Fengyuping? If you win Sister Leng, it will be of great help to you in the future to compete for the position of sword slave."

Fu Qiu Nuan opened her mouth a little confused.

"You came to me today for this?"

Wei Yuan did not answer her question, but asked a question with a strange look on his face.

Hearing this, Fu Qiu Nuan seemed to recall something and said, "Oh, by the way, I'm here to tell you a message. The selection of sword slaves will start in three months, but before that, you and those monks who were selected to compete for the sword slaves will be sent to a secret realm for three months."

"Secret Realm?"

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "What secret realm?"

"It seems that it is a small world created by ancient giants, and it is preserved very well and can accommodate cultivators in the Creation Realm. However, the ancestors have never let anyone in before, and I don't know why the selection of sword slaves suddenly started this time."

Hearing this, Wei Yuan was puzzled, "Have you never opened this secret realm when you were running for the sword slave in Taolin before?"

"Who knows, the sword slave is an immortal cultivator. He has lived for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years. However, I have heard some older generations in the clan say that this secret realm seems to be a forbidden place. If you don't talk about others, no one has ever seen her enter."

Hearing this, Wei Yuan secretly thought in his mind, what medicine is sold in this Taolin Ancestor’s gourd?

This secret realm is absolutely extraordinary. It has never been opened before, but now it has reappeared in the world. Could it be that the Taolin ancestor discovered his identity?

But what does this have to do with that secret realm?

Furthermore, even if she discovered her identity, she, Taolin Ancestor, looked down on the entire Nan Qiang and even had strength in the world. She was afraid that she would not need to mess with her with these stupid things. If she wanted to take away the first article of Xuantian Baolu, she only needed a point of her finger and Wei Yuan would be instantly bombarded to the scumbag. Then she wouldn't have to take it.

Wei Yuan frowned slightly, and he couldn't figure it out. He originally had no intention of meeting Fuqiu Youyou, but he met him in the main hall of the mountain master in a hurry. In front of others, even in front of immortal strong men such as Boxing Slave and Sword Slave, Wei Yuan could guarantee that he could hide himself intact, but he was not sure about an old monster like Fuqiu Youyou.

Turning his head to look out the window, Wei Yuan held a glass of wine, but he didn't put it into his mouth for a long time. His eyes were distant and he muttered to himself, "It's really interesting."

"What's interesting?"

Fu Qiu Nuan on the side spoke in confusion.

Just as she asked, Lu Chen and the other two had already walked towards Wei Yuan. When they arrived, the three of them saluted Fu Qiu Nuan and said, "I have met Master Nuan."

After that, Lu Chen turned to look at Wei Yuan with a plain face and continued to speak, "You are Wei Wuhen?"

Wei Yuan nodded in an understatement, "No, what's the point?"

"I guess you have heard clearly why I came to you just now, so please set a time."

Lu Chen opened his mouth coldly.

Fu Qiu Nuan looked at Lu Chen with a puzzled look on his face, turned his head and looked at Wei Yuan again, "What are you talking about?"

Wei Yuan ignored her and said directly, "I don't have time to play these small-scale games with you."

"You don't dare?"

Lu Chen was slightly stunned, then spoke coldly.

Wei Yuan did not answer him, but looked at Fu Qiu Nuan and continued, "Just just now, your little master Nuan told me that the selection competition for the new sword slave will begin in three months. Before that, everyone will be sent to a secret realm and stay in it for three months. I still have to prepare for going to this secret realm, so I don't have time to play house with you!"

"What!"

As soon as these words were said, Lu Chen and the other two were stunned, looking at each other, and were a little surprised. Unexpectedly, the Jiannu campaign was just three months later, and this news was really exciting.

"Secret Realm?"

Lu Chen narrowed his eyes, looked at Wei Yuan, then turned to look at Fu Qiu Nuan, and asked with a respectful look, "Mr. Nuan, I don't know what we should do in this secret realm?"

Fu Qiu Nuan looked at Wei Yuan with some resentment, "This is all the secret information I got from the clan relatives, you actually told them like this!"

"What's wrong, they will always know."

Wei Yuan chuckled, took a sip of wine, and said lightly.

Fu Qiu Nuan rubbed her eyebrows helplessly, then glanced at Lu Chen, "I'm not very clear, I only know that there are many things that people in the world long for but cannot seek in that secret realm, and the most important thing is..." She turned to look at Wei Yuan, raised her eyebrows slightly, "If you can't walk out of it alive, you will naturally not be qualified to compete for the position of Sword Slave."

Hearing this, Wei Yuan had no emotional ups and downs at that time. Lu Chen and the other two had a lit look. They glanced at Wei Yuan vaguely and showed a meaningful smile.

"Since we are about to enter the secret realm, we have to go back and prepare. Master Nuan, we will take our leave!"

The three of them bowed slightly to Fu Qiu Nuan, then turned around and left in a hurry.
Chapter completed!
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